Sunday, October 12, 2008

Meet Iris

Harleigh wanted our new scarecrow to have a flower name. So, I'd like to introduce you to Iris. I vowed that this year I'd not buy a pre-made scarecrow from a hobby store, but would craft one myself.

I created the form by taping the heck out of two pieces of plastic volleyball net poles. I dressed our gal in old clothes from our closets. Her hands are work gloves from the dollar store with the fingers stuffed (they sorta look like ill sausages) with pillow batting. Glued some straw around her wrists.

Her head is one of Gideon's soccer balls (sorry, guy, after the holidays you'll get it back). I covered it with some leftover canvas from my living room slipcovers, tying it around the neck with string. Her face is drawn on with Sharpies. I decorated the straw hat by gluing on dollar store flowers and then made a face net using the net bag that fruit comes in. The pigtail is yarn, tied at the back of the hat and then braided, topped off with a yellow polka dot ribbon.

She's wearing one of my aprons. And the pièce de résistance is the strand of pearls. The volleyball pole is shoved into dirt into an old planter and anchored to the gutter with string.

Howdy Dawn -- I lost your e-mail address and all your other pertinent information but wanted to stay in touch. Then low and behold when I googled your name up popped a blog called "The Gahan Girls. I really like what you've done with the blog and with everything you've done that's gone into it. E-mail me sometime so we can reconnect again and keep up the good work -- all of us here at the institute are 100 percent behind you.Giddy-up,Big Cowboy Steve

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"Our house was not unsentient matter — it had a heart and a soul, and eyes to see with; and approvals and solicitudes and deep sympathies; it was of us, and we were in its confidence and lived in its grace and in the peace of its benedictions. We never came home from an absence that its face did not light up and speak out in eloquent welcome — and we could not enter it unmoved."- Samuel Clemens

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I am probably the most content person you'd ever want to meet. I have a decent job working with people I like, a loving family including a swell Old English Sheepdog, a home where nesting and curling up on slipcovered sofas is required, and a life rich in creative crafting and daydreaming. I someday want a cottage at the beach where my grandchildren can bring sandy feet into the house, wet bathing suits can dry on the front porch and everything we need to get to is a bicycle ride away.